When Winnie returned from her phone call, Channing had already made dinner and the smell of food was coming through.

It was quite late now and she was really hungry.

Winnie walked over and sat at the table, "Did you ...... go back to see your sister."

"Went."

"So how is she doing these days?"

Channing placed the bowl in front of her and then sat down, "You can just ask her."

Winnie gave a token smile and didn't answer.

In the past few years, she has never had the courage to face Stella, at most, she just sends greetings on New Year's Day, and then buys some gifts for the children and sends them over.

She kept her head down and ate in silence.

The room was quiet with only the sound of the TV echoing.

After a while, Channing's cell phone rang.

He swiped the screen to connect, and two milky voices soon came from the other end of the line -

"Uncle Chan!"

"Uncle Chan~"

Channing's voice trailed off, "What's wrong?"

"When are you coming back? Lala misses you."

"Lele also wants to Uncle Chan oh."

Channing's lips curved gently: "Uncle Chan will be back tomorrow."

Winnie's hand holding the chopsticks paused slightly, why didn't she go back today?

Soon, the phone was answered by Stella: "Chan, it's raining outside, are you still at the office?"

"No."

"So have you eaten yet, if you haven't come over here and I'll make it for you."

across from him who was almost on the verge of burying his head in the bowl,

the two little

up the phone, Channing

second before she realized he was asking herself and nodded her head in a

hold and eat white

Winnie: "......"

put down the bowl and looked up at him, "Why don't you hurry up and eat, and finish ......

down his phone and said lightly, "They'll be

"Oh" again and went back to eating

her for a moment, got up and

slightly, and she couldn't say whether she was surprised or happy, she hurriedly put down her bowl,

the couch and picked up his blazer, glancing at

"It's ...... is it?"

adjusted her mood and

until the sound of the door closing came that she felt her tense nerves finally

saw the untouched dishes across the table, the smile at the corner of his mouth was slowly

that he

hungry when it's so easy to make it

balcony with her head hanging, looking out at the crackling rain, her hand propped up on the

and then hurriedly towards the door, halfway, she turned back and trotted into the bedroom, put on a hat mask sunglasses, and set a hooded jacket, wrapped inside and outside three layers, even the paparazzi with cameras dislike the

with an umbrella and ran two blocks to find a pharmacy to

home, Winnie took off her coat, poured a glass of water, tilted her head back and swallowed

the

felt a little pinch on her

hand went back and touched

the pen and the

He fell again.

the pen down and getting up to take

of the shower, she walked over to the dining room

dishes and basically

bed, listening to the

turned, finally could not sleep, picked up the tablet, opened the variety show has

old, and his eyes seemed to be following her movements all the

was light in her eyes at that

the tablet aside, played Variety, and slowly

Another night passed.

still

if it's the rain or the reason she didn't sleep much all night, but her whole mental state

the

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